There is just something so special about this time of year. Something which takes you back to your inner child and makes you believe that everything and anything is possible. People are friendlier. The air is merrier. It's just wonderful.
And eventually, I will post about just how much I love Christmas and all of the things that come with it. But right now, I want to talk about only one of the great things about Christmas: The movies.
I kid you not, I could watch holiday movies 24/7/365 and I would never tire. Even though certain story lines are completely played out and they start blending into one undistinguishable blur after a while, I. Love. Them.
The Christmas movie watching has only just begun and already I have added a few new favorites to my (already long) list. A list made up of a mosh pit of movies. Because when it comes to Christmas, I don't discriminate. We have the 'Classics': Miracle on 34th Street, White Christmas, A Wonderful World....The 'Funnies': A Christmas Story, Elf, Deck the Halls...The 'Romantic Comedies': Love Actually, The Holiday, The Family Stone...The 'Childhood Favorites': The Santa Claus (+2&3), Jack Frost, Home Alone (All of them) and others: This Christmas, Jingle All The Way, Four Christmases, The Grinch Who Stole Christmas and then the movies that aren't really Christmas movies, but feature Christmas-y things and so ''kind of sort of' count.
I am a Christmas movie junkie. I admit it. I also admit that there is no saving me. No going back. And I'm okay with that.
People who know me in real life probably already knew all of the above. What most people don't know, however, is that Barney's 'Waiting for Santa' circa 1990? One of my favorites. I watch it at least once a year.
Oh yes.
You see, I had a sad, sad love for Barney back in the day. Now that I'm older, I really don't understand how I was allowed to watch it. But I did. All the time. I had favorite episodes and VHS tapes and everything. One of those was Waiting for Santa.
Eventually, I outgrew Barney. I found out Santa wasn't real (LIES!) and, for a year, Christmas lost it's magic. But it started coming back. And then I started not caring about what was cool. So when I was maybe 12 or 13 I started thinking about that Santa movie every year at Christmas. I guess it just was one of those strange things that I associated with all of the amazing things about Christmas. I searched for it. Forever. Searched every child I could find's Barney Collection. But without avail. And then one day it occurred to me that it was probably somewhere online. So I tried Google and I found it. It was probably one of the most exciting moments of my life.
So every year I watch it.
And I don't even care what anyone thinks about that.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go dance like an elf.
If you want to watch it, start here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EQSB537w4Ws&feature=related (I highly recommend it.)
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